Chapter 89: Completely Overturned
On the watchtower, Sun Zhengyang was comforting himself. On the arena, Sun Fengtao was also full of confidence against Greedy Wolf, staring at Ye Feng with a hateful gaze, and his hands once again formed a hand seal. Greedy Wolf broke free from Ye Feng's grasp, its two large paws like ten sharp knives, chopping towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng jumped high, his left hand pressed against Greedy Wolf's forehead, and the tattoo of Heavenly Wolf on his left arm flickered with a faint golden light.
"Heavenly wolf, aid me!"
Ye Feng let out a loud roar, and the entire cave echoed with a long howl. The golden light of the wolf tattoo on his left arm gradually grew stronger, and it eventually became as bright as the sun, making people dare not look directly at its radiance.
Immediately following was a mournful howl from the giant wolf, its body of over three meters in height instantly turning into strands of gas that were all sucked into Ye Feng's left arm.
Sun Fengtao's face turned pale: How is this possible!?! That was a sixth-level Greedy Wolf, powerful enough to flatten this cave, and yet it was actually absorbed by this kid, how could this be?!
Ye Feng touched his left arm, feeling the demonic energy inside him slightly increase. He turned his head to stare at Sun Fengtang's pale face and said: "Remember our previous agreement? Don't go back on your word!"
Sun Fengtiao thought of the agreement between the two, and subconsciously covered his chest. His eyes quickly rolled around in circles as he thought: It's over, I didn't even get to steal the chicken, but instead lost my rice. Not only did I fail to snatch this kid's "Kui Mu Lang Pi", but I also risked losing the wolf skin in my own hands.
Sun Fengtao saw that the situation was already gone, and with a fake smile, he said: "Ye Shidi doesn't know, to be on the safe side, I've already handed over that 'Kui Mu Wolf Skin' to my grandfather's hands. You can go ask him directly another day." After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to glance at Sun Zhengyang in the high seat.
Ye Feng glanced at him and thought: Humph, it's clearly on his chest, but he said it was the Transmission Great Elder. This little trick still wants to deceive me? Do you think I'm afraid just because you have the Transmission Great Elder backing you? This young master won't fall for that!
Ye Feng coldly smiled and said: "Since you won't yield to your senior brother, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Shua finished speaking and suddenly swung out his left arm, his left fist instantly transforming into a wolf's head. The jaws opened wide, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and pounced towards Sun Fengtang.
Sun Fengtao's legs went soft, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Subconsciously, he raised his hands to cover his face, shouting: "I beg of you... Leaf Shidi, have mercy on me, have mercy..."
Sun Fengtao was really afraid of him, this kid's overbearing and violent behavior left people speechless, his actions seemed to completely disregard consequences, his entire personality was arrogant and domineering, it's possible that he really dared to harm himself, but a good man doesn't take advantage of the weak.
He faintly smiled and withdrew his true yuan, muttering to himself: "It's really 'don't cry until you see the coffin'!"
Sun Fengtao slowly pulled out a grayish-white wolf skin from his chest and handed it to Ye Feng, who grabbed the wolf skin and flipped it over several times before confirming that it was indeed the genuine "Kui Mu Wolf Skin". He then put it in his pocket and glanced at Sun Fengtao, saying: "Will you go down yourself or should I send you off?"
Sun Fengtao's smile on his face had stiffened, and he cupped his hands to say to Ye Feng: "No need to trouble my junior brother, I'll go down myself." After finishing speaking, he rolled off the stage to one side.
Sun Zhengyang sat on the high platform, his head hung low like a mourning dog, staring blankly at Ye Feng and thinking to himself: Originally, he had hoped that "Greedy Wolf Treasure Mirror" could teach this kid a lesson and take away the wolf skin in his hand. Now, not only was he humiliated, but he also lost his own wolf skin, it's really true that man cannot outsmart heaven!
Zhang Mingyuan's face was also tearless, slowly closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh: I really didn't think that Feiyang Peak would have such a powerful disciple, my seventh-level magic stone is gone, this kid will definitely be a great enemy of Lingjian Peak in the future!
Ye Feng glanced around, the arena had already been battered beyond recognition, with shattered stones and deep pits everywhere. He was the only one still standing on the platform. Ye Feng clapped his hands together and bowed to the elderly masters in the high seats, saying: "Your disciple is not talented, please instruct me further, esteemed elders!"
Luo Yunfei's hanging heart finally fell, smiling and nodding, sincerely applauding for Ye Feng.
As Luo Yunfei's applause sounded, the silent cave responded with a hundred echoes, and almost everyone cheered for Ye Feng's victory.
Although there were only thirty or so people in the entire mountain cave, Ye Feng had a feeling of being a big star, smiling and waving at everyone on the platform.
The elders of Feiyang Peak hadn't seen such a wonderful final in a long time, and they all said that Ye Feng was a rare good material, completely forgetting the scene where they questioned Ye Feng a few days ago, and they all applauded and praised him.
Just as everyone was praising Ye Feng, the law enforcement elder raised a sharp question: except for Ye Feng, all other disciples who participated in the competition were knocked down from the arena and lost their qualifications to become true transmission disciples according to the sect's rules. Every session of the True Transmission Grand Selection will select ten true transmission disciples, so this time it can't be just Ye Feng alone becoming a true transmission disciple, right?
The elders discussed for half a day but still couldn't think of any good solution.
What is the status of a true disciple?
Seeing the already battered and bruised arena, the incomplete fighting stage, seeing the participants covered in wounds, each of them sighing and groaning, Ye Feng couldn't help but think: The path to immortality is indeed fraught with thorns, everyone is willing to risk their lives for the sake of becoming a true disciple, for the sake of the path to longevity, once they succeed, they will enter another stage, and be one step closer to immortality.
Ye Feng thinks that being a true disciple is just a name, if one's strength is strong enough, even as an inner door disciple, they can still ascend to heaven and fly up.
The Inverse Sword Sect of the Six Great Immortal Sects of Dongzhou is divided into seven peaks and seven sects. Each peak has tens of thousands of inner disciples, and everyone wants to become a true disciple. It's not just about the difference in treatment; being a true disciple is a kind of affirmation of one's own cultivation, an unparalleled honor. What's important is that only by becoming a true disciple can one have the opportunity to approach the top-level skills within the sect.
The true disciples of the Inverse Heaven Sword Sect are less than a thousand people, selected from tens of thousands of inner door disciples. They are the elite of the sect and the elders or sect masters even the leader of the sect all started as true disciples. They are the core group within the sect.
Ordinary disciples of the inner sect usually practice under the guidance of a few elders who are not as highly ranked as the true transmission disciples. They learn some basic and ordinary entry-level techniques, which may lead to bloody struggles in the secular world, but in the eyes of the immortal sect, they are just basic entry-level foundations.
If promoted to a true disciple, not only will the elders with high cultivation in the sect personally instruct, but also eat and dress well, and have the opportunity to come into contact with high-level spiritual methods. Only by learning high-level spiritual methods can one be considered a true cultivator of immortals. In other words, being able to become a true disciple is truly the beginning of cultivating immortality.
He stood straight on the platform, shaking his head helplessly: becoming a true disciple was already a done deal, did the few elders need to discuss it for so long? When people get old, their efficiency in handling matters is indeed low.
The elders on the viewing platform had already exploded in anger, and this was a situation that had never been seen before in the True Transmission Grand Selection: all the participating disciples were knocked off the stage, with only one person emerging victorious - this was simply unheard of in this sect!
The only female elder among the elders, with a lifespan of over a thousand years, constantly absorbing the essence of various medicinal materials between heaven and earth, her face still radiant and youthful, looking like she's in her thirties. She nodded repeatedly at Ye Feng, praising: "This kid is indeed a good material for cultivating immortality, I've always felt that he was extraordinary, as expected, according to the sect's rules, only he has the qualifications to be selected as a true disciple this time."
"No way!" Immediately, there was a dissenting voice. Sun Zhengyang, the First Elder of the Transmission Peak, who had been sitting on the ground, stood up and said: "Absolutely not! If we do it your way, the Transmission Peak will only select one true disciple this time, won't that make the other six peaks laugh at us?"
"What do you mean?"
Sun Zhengyang continued: "In my opinion, this time we should still select the ten true disciples according to the rules. Except for Ye Feng, the others will be selected in the order of their defeat on the arena. The last nine people standing on the arena should also be selected as true disciples."
As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Mingyuan beside him.
Zhang Mingyuan immediately understood Sun Zhengyang's meaning and smiled at Luo Yunfei, saying: "Luo Zong, as the elder of Lingjian Peak, I shouldn't interfere with your Feiyang Peak affairs, but I think Brother Zhengyang's words make sense. The True Transmission Grand Selection, held once every three years, can't be taken lightly, and selecting only one true transmission disciple might not be appropriate?"
Luo Yunfei glared at the two of them: Do you think this little trick can deceive me? Don't you just want to let these two useless juniors become true disciples too? I've always been fair in my dealings, and what I say goes. There's no need for your opinions, and besides, do you have a say in this matter? In the end, it still depends on my approval. And I was thinking of giving all the rewards meant for true disciples to just one person - can you two stop me?
On the side, Yuan Changlao stared intently at Ye Feng on the stage, using "heart-to-heart secret language" to say to Luo Yunfei: "Luo Shidi, look at this kid's arrogant momentum, overbearing demeanor, and even his handsome face, especially the ferocity of his moves. Isn't he just like Young Master Zi Xiao back in the day? Could it be that he's really his illegitimate son?"
Luoyunfei also replied with "heart-to-heart secret words": "Do you want to get killed by Master Zixiao? Stop talking nonsense and think of a way to reward this kid quickly."
Won't be, right? This kid shouldn't really be Master Zi Xiao's illegitimate son, right? Luo Yunfei also had some uncertain guesses in his heart, shouldn't be, right? Master Zi Xiao's appearance is indeed a bit ugly, and this kid's appearance can still be considered not bad, but there's still some difference in terms of appearance.
Elder Yuan remembered that he still needed Ye Feng's help to refine the immortal pill, so he might as well take this opportunity to curry favor with him. He stood up and said in a serious tone: "I suggest that all the rewards for the newly selected True Disciple be given to Ye Feng alone!" His words were like thunder, and everyone in the cave heard them extremely clearly.
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